The chirp of a bird awoke the stillness.
Night had given way to morning.

Welcoming the light that was chasing away the gloom, Joe raised his head with a deep sigh of relief.

As he did so he saw a bush move; then a shadow seemed to sink into the ground.

He had seen an object lighter than the trees, darker than the gray background.

Again, that strange sense of the nearness of something thrilled him.
Moments, passed--to him long as hours.